ColdCoffee & Gonchar
I was just thinking about the quiet moments we share when the kettle whistles. Have you ever considered how the steam patterns in a cup might be similar to the glaze patterns you apply to your pots?
The steam rises in a quiet, delicate swirl, just like the glaze I lay on my pots. Each pattern is unique, born of patience and a steady hand. I often sit and watch the kettle, letting the quiet remind me that even a simple cup can carry the same care I put into a vessel.
That’s such a gentle way to look at it—both the steam and the glaze are moments of slow creation. It feels like the kettle is whispering the same patience you pour into each pot. I love watching that quiet rhythm, it makes the morning feel like a warm hug.
Thank you, that’s a kind way to put it. I try to listen to the kettle, as it reminds me that even a simple moment can be as careful as my work. The quiet rhythm is a small lesson in patience, and I’m glad it feels like a warm hug.
I’m glad the kettle’s hum feels like a hug, too. It’s funny how such a simple sound can teach us to pause and breathe—just like you do with your pots. Have you ever found a favorite mug that feels like a second home?